My Dad never told me about the word Fear,
Neither was I knowing the meaning of Fear,
Still I was thinking ....was it my brother
Or, the reason for my failure.
I thought for days, and I still
Remember the day my mother told me” you should have fear”
I wondered why!!!!!
I wondered and wondered!!!
May be because ‘Fear’, sometimes made me Good..
I wondered how it could do that...
I have heard of stories of warriors who don’t have Fear...
But my Mother tells me to have Fear....
Why ...why ....why...
I can’t find an answer!!!
Is Fear my Brother or the Destroyer of my Creativity!!!